What is that, Master Vanstoss?

　A member of the group standing beside him looks up at Vanstos and asks
　The face and upper body of Vanstos Troia are decorated with patterns that, to an uninitiated eye, could only be seen as a masked demon.
　It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　What forms the pattern is the color of red blood.
　No - it is blood itself.

"My Trojan clan was a people of war, long ago. Some records tell us they were frontier barbarians whom my mother wishes to erase.

　Van Shtos held the swords of his spectacularly scattered comrades in his hands and looked at his comrades who were struggling against the strange humanoid species.

The Trojans fought with the blood of those who died in battle, drawing patterns on their bodies. They believed that the dead who had been turned into souls would fight with them. They also believed in the ritual sending of the dead to heaven in battle.
Lord Vanstoss...
I'm alive. I am alive. My brothers and sisters in arms kept me alive. I was entrusted with the protection of my country's people.

　When he woke up, Van Shtos immediately knew.
　He knew that his precious friends had risked their lives to keep him alive.

　Van Stos, with a look reminiscent of the demon gods of the eastern lands, stared at the humanoid species that came out of the crowded battle.

I will fight with you. I will fight with the souls of my friends, together - I will fight to the death to defend this country.
But you don't look so good. I still think you should be resting...
I appreciate the thoughtfulness. But if I don't fight now, when do I return the favor?　I'm here to protect the people of this country from the danger that looms over King's Landing. That's why I joined the Order of the Holy Tree. In order to protect them.

　The holy warrior next to him turned forward.

''As a fellow holy warrior, I respect you.
You're here.
We did?
I'm not in the best of health. "I am not in the best of health, but I have so many good friends who will stand by me and fight for me. The dead and the living will all fight with me. That's why I can rest easy and just give it my all.

　Deep resolve and determination is engraved on everyone's face.
　You are probably exhausted from the mission to retake the fort and travel back and forth, but not a single person shows signs of exhaustion.
　It's a good thing, Van Shtos feels.
　It is a very good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you want to do.
　Yes, I feel.

　　　　　　　　　　*.

　Ever since he was a child, he has been called a foul-mouthed, unsympathetic child.

　A father who is stern with few words.
　My mother, who swears that her brother is not pretty enough.
　My younger brother who stopped responding to my words when I spoke to him.

　The huge holy tree that he always looked up at while playing by himself.
　It was the aristocrats and their children who lived nearby who gently approached Van Shtos.

　If I was going to make use of this big body, I thought it would be good to become a holy tree scholar.
　If I wanted to protect the holy tree that had always warmly watched over me and the people who had been kind to me, it would be best to become a knight.

　That's why I became a holy warrior.

　I continued to work hard day and night to become strong.
　Then one day, he was elected to the Eight Sacred Trees and Eight Swords.
　His holy rank also became the third rank.
　But that day, Van Sustos questioned Sogut.

''Jeez, I can't handle the third place and the eight swords. I'm not sure how many times I have to lead my troops as a troop leader. It's too much for me.
"Heavy" in such a large body?　Huh, say stupid.
"It's not a joke, sir. I'm not a very good talker.
"You're more than just a flatterer, you're a man of integrity. And you're more than qualified.
"But...
I'm done talking to you.

　Sogut pulled up a chair and sat down.

In fact, in terms of character, you're much higher in rank than me and Diales. No. 1. I'm a crooked man at heart," he said. I want a man like you in my life.

　The Order was a comfortable place.
　Many of them adored me like this.
　This is where I belonged, I thought.
　I liked them all.
　But--

　　　　　　　　　　*

　The faces of those who had fought and died flashed in Van Shtos' mind.

'I want you to be selfish, just listen to one thing.
Oh, yeah?　This is a rare thing for Lord Van Stos to be so selfish.

　There is a faintly smiling air in the ranks.

''........and what is that selfishness?''
I want you to survive.

　The holy warrior next to me failed to say the next words.

''Don't die in this battle, please don't die.

　The sound of Van Stoss's voice was a longing and a prayer.

'Please,'

　Wiping the bridge of his nose, the holy warrior who asked the question opens his mouth.

'You heard me, boys?　I can't allow you to die in here. We will survive, I promise. And...

　The holy warrior by his side raised his sword upwards.


''Let me show you here--the pride of the Holy Tree Knights, the strongest knights of the St. Renowthred Kingdom, the Holy Tree Knights, the pride of the Holy Tree Knights!


　A holy warrior with a high-pitched voice swings his sword forward.
　Continuing, a battle cry.

　The distance between him and the humanoid species with glowing fangs narrows.

"An unknown demon that attacks people, huh........is it still related to the demon that was witnessed in the giant disturbance in the holy ruins?

　Leading the charge is Vanstos Troia.
　He holds a thick-bladed large sword in his hand.
　Although it is smaller than the two swords he once used, it is still powerful enough.

　VanShtos grips the hilt with both hands and slams the sword into the humanoid species from the upper level in a semi-circular trajectory.
　The half-destroyed humanoid species plunged straight into the ground, and rain drops flashed off the broken cobblestones.
　Emitting a low, muffled roar, Vanstos threw his great sword at the side cleave.
　Several humanoid species were crushed.
　Without stopping to move, Van Stoss grabbed the rain-soaked sword that was scattered on the ground and stabbed its blade into one humanoid species after another.
　When he uses it, a sword of comparable size appears to be about the same size as a dagger.

　Together, they fight.

　The swords of the dead.
　Swords that leave a trail of blood.
　As the smaller species tried to pick up one of the swords, Van Shtos struck the smaller species with a fist that looked like a chunk of rock.
　A fist dug into the head and a crack runs through it.
　Bollocks, and the head collapses.
　The holy warriors who jumped out following him have already entered a state of battle.


''--'' --------------- Pfft!!!!!


　While roaring in the form of a tremendous gourd, Van Shtos kicked away the eerily glowing humanoid species one after another.

　That figure could be seen by the viewer, or it could be seen as chirping.

　　　　　　　　　　*.

Lord Vanstoss!

　Van Stos turns around at the sound of his friends' voices.
　There seemed to be a couple of omissions to strike.
　One of the holy warriors raised his voice.

''Veil, Sie, Gamos!　Chase!

　Three holy warriors chase two humanoid species.
　And then--

　The sword flash of a human shadow that flew out from the side of the street jumped the neck of the humanoid species with a single blow.

　The second blow was followed by a single flash, stopping the humanoid species' breath.

''Ah, you're--''

　The person who wandered onto the main street

Hmm. What's going on now?　Or is my grandson safe?　Well, as long as the forbidding wizard, who is said to have defeated the Four Deadly Sins, is with us, we'll be fine... but I'm afraid not...
"But, Gaiden, sir...!　Why is it here!
Hmm?　They said he fainted and was carried toward the castle, but when he woke up, the people in the castle said, "Good Lord Gaiden!　Thank God, Master Gaiden! It's nice that you're happy to see me, but when you're mobbed by people all over the place, you're supposed to stay in your room and rest, and let the doctor take a look at you before you walk around.

　Gaiden throws a glance far forward.

The only thing that's not a problem is that the castle has that pseudo-good-natured court wizard, Wagnus, as a member of the Kingsguard, so it should be fine. But at this time of night.......what is it that only the capital is bright and only the outside of the capital remains at night?　Is the end of the world coming?

　At that moment, Gaiden ran and struck down one of the humanoid species that had come through the wall.

'Here!　You can talk all you want, but you can't just stand there in the middle of a battlefield barely holding your breath!　You're going to stop those creepy monsters from getting out of this road!
Ha ... yes!

　The holy warriors return to the battle as if they had been shot.

The one fighting over there is........Diaress?　His movements are still very much like those of the old me.
Gaiden, Lord.
Hey, Vanstoss.

　Gaiden, who came close to Van Stoss, cut down yet another humanoid species with a brilliant sword handling that accurately strikes the vital point.

''You don't seem to be pale, but.......are you okay, sir?
I'll tell you exactly what I said. Don't worry about your old man, you should be worrying about yourself, Holy Third.

　Standing side by side were the current and former, third rank of the Holy Throne.

　Gaiden picked up the fallen holy sword and crossed the two swords and took a stance.
　Then he put on a face of how evil he looked, just like a scoundrel.

'If by any chance I should die here, tell my beloved Cecily that I fought and scattered like a 'rogue' to the end,'